Fuck me, my boyfriend is hot.
I crawl into his bed, wrapping myself in the covers and nuzzling into the pillow; wishing it was him, but enjoying his lingering scent. He’ll be back tomorrow, and I get this for real, and right now, that feels like all I need.
Chapter 14
Donovan
I’mdesperatetoseeStephen; excited to tell him that I’m ready to come out to my parents, and even more excited to tell him I’m ready to go all the way. I don’t want to let fear hold me back anymore; I’m in this, I’m committed.
When I hear his key in the door, I try to stay calm, knowing his parents will likely be with him, but today he’s alone. Once he’s dropped his stuff, I run into his arms and he picks me up, so I’m wrapped around him.
“Where are your parents?” I ask.
He chuckles, “Nice to see you too.”
“Nooo, you know what I mean.”
“I know, I asked them to stay in the car, told them you had friends over. I didn’t want to delay doing this.”
He kisses me, pressing me into the door and gripping my ass. I moan into his mouth as he grinds against me, I’m already getting hard.
“Missed you,” I say.
“Missed you too, baby.”
“I’m prepped and ready… there’s no pressure, just, if you wanted to.”
“Oh yeah?” he murmurs. “You want me to finger your tight little hole again?”
I shake my head, watching as the realization crosses his face.
“You’re ready?” he asks.
“Yes,” I whisper, leaning in to kiss him again.
He holds me while we kiss, and it feels different now, full of expectation of what’s to come; we’re taking our time, exploring each other.
“You’re sure?” He leans back to look at me.
“Yes, Stephen. I’m ready, I want you.”
He exhales and rests his forehead against mine. “We’re gonna take this slow, baby. And there are no expectations, we can stop anytime.”
“I know, I trust you.”
He walks with me in his arms towards his bed, before setting me down and peeling off my shirt. Undressing me while pausing to kiss me between each item of clothing. I help him with his, caressing his body as I do, kissing his chest and nuzzling him.
Holding my face in his hands, he takes the time to look at me. “You’re so fucking gorgeous, Donovan.”
“You are too,” I say, smiling up at him.
We lie on the bed and take our time, making out, running our hands along each other’s bodies, enjoying being naked together.
“Fuck, baby. You have no idea how much you turn me on,” he moans.
“I think I have some idea,” I smirk, gripping his dick in my hands.
“Brat,” he chuckles. “Can I touch you, baby?”
